Nov 11, 2014

Instead of farewell


I never dreamed
How pathetic it is
At the end of the road.
That all that's left
Behind this false honor
In fact it is not enough
To pay for my funeral.

Just to be no more -
My time disappears like a leaf in the fire;
No one has the power to give me a hand,
Do not judge me
Forget fool.

I've been through the trenches and  the powder roses,
I passed betrayals, my blood and funerals;
My guardian angel raised the anchor,
So fast passed
This little deception ...

It’s hard for me and I’m very sorry

But it was too much.

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